150: Compared to Li Ziyu, I’m still not working hard enough!

Ji Dao Yuan remained silent, but Coach Niu’s words somewhat softened his expression.

Coach Niu’s words made sense.

Ji Dao Martial Hall possessed a Martial Saint Inheritance, which meant the existence of a Level 10 Battle Skill!

As long as he could reach Level 7 before the age of thirty,

he would gain the qualification to cultivate a Level 10 Battle Skill.

At that time, once he cultivated a Level 10 Battle Skill, he would definitely be able to trample Student Li Ziyu underfoot!

The power of a Level 9 Battle Skill and a Level 10 Battle Skill was as different as heaven and earth!

Thinking of this, a light reignited in Ji Dao Yuan’s eyes.

However, he suddenly thought of something and spoke in a hoarse voice:

“The Martial Saint Secret Realm opens in a week. What if Li Ziyu obtains the Martial Saint Inheritance inside?”

This was like a student who was intelligent from a young age but came from a difficult family background, compared to a student who wasn’t as smart but came from a prominent family.

Even if the intelligent student worked hard, the educational resources, teaching staff, and social foundation that he was exposed to were far inferior to those of the student from a prominent family.

And if they continued to develop along the same trajectory, the gap in their future achievements would only widen.

However,

what if the intelligent but disadvantaged student could also obtain the same cultivation resources?

“Heh heh, don’t worry, our Hall Master already has arrangements for the Martial Saint Secret Realm!”

“This time, besides my Ji Dao Martial Hall, no one else will get the Martial Saint Inheritance!”

…

Inside the airship flying to Modu Martial Arts University.

In the only private compartment.

Li Ziyu and Yu Ningmo sat opposite each other on the spacious sofa.

This was a room specially approved by Yu Ningmo for Li Ziyu to rest.

Everyone else did not have this privilege and could only stay in the main cabin hall.

Yu Ningmo first took out a bottle of red wine, whose name Li Ziyu didn’t recognize, from the nearby mahogany wine cabinet and poured herself a glass.

Then, she crossed her legs and sat comfortably on the large sofa.

After taking a sip of red wine, Yu Ningmo said to Li Ziyu:

“What do you think about the upcoming Martial Saint Secret Realm?”

Li Ziyu glanced at Yu Ningmo’s long, ivory-like legs.

Yu Ningmo was wearing a tight-fitting cheongsam with a high slit, and as she sat cross-legged on the sofa, the slit went directly up to her thigh, revealing a expanse of fair skin.

Cough.

Li Ziyu lightly coughed, shifting his gaze, and said:

“The Martial Saint Secret Realm is said to contain the inheritance of Xingyao Wusheng Martial Saint.”

“It holds a complete set of Battle Skills, including offense, defense, and Body Movement, all created by Xingyao Wusheng Martial Saint himself.”

Yu Ningmo nodded, completely unconcerned about her current sitting posture, and said with a sip of red wine:

“Yes, the Martial Saint Secret Realm was left by Xingyao Wusheng Martial Saint, and it contains a complete set of Battle Skills cultivated by Xingyao Wusheng Martial Saint.”

“Although no one has obtained it yet, it truly exists.”

“And it is said to also contain a secret that Xingyao Wusheng Martial Saint intended to leave for future generations.”

“However, only people under thirty are allowed into the Martial Saint Secret Realm. I also entered once when I was young, but unfortunately, I gained nothing.”

Yu Ningmo sighed.

Then she picked up the red wine in her cup, took another sip, and continued:

“The Martial Saint Secret Realm is divided into three mission stages. As long as all three stages are completed, one might be able to obtain the Martial Saint Inheritance.

But to this day, no one has even passed the first stage.”

“However, with your strength and talent, you might have a chance this time!”

“At that time, I will compile all the information that Modu University knows about the Martial Saint Secret Realm into text and send it to you.”

“Prepare well this week and familiarize yourself with it.”

“We’ll meet at the Modu University sports field in a week.”

Li Ziyu nodded.

After a little more chatting, the airship arrived at Modu University.

Li Ziyu followed Yu Ningmo, disembarking the airship first, under the envious gazes of Lei Zhan and others.

As soon as he stepped off the airship, he saw the sports field lined with Modu University students on both sides.

As Li Ziyu emerged, rounds of applause and cheers erupted:

“Student Li Ziyu is awesome!”

“YYDS!”

“Amazing! Li Ziyu!”

“First! First! We are first!”

“Student Li Ziyu! I want to have your babies!”

Some bold girls, with flushed cheeks, cupped their hands and shouted, while also puffing out their ample chests.

…

Sun Qiming was also in the welcoming party.

Seeing Li Ziyu disembark, he clapped his hands so hard they turned red with excitement.

Once Li Ziyu was down, Sun Qiming, with his head held high and chest puffed out, squeezed his way to Li Ziyu, under the envious gazes of the crowd.

His demeanor was as if he was telling everyone that he was Li Ziyu’s roommate.

Li Ziyu smiled and patted Sun Qiming’s shoulder, chatting with him for a bit.

At this moment, Sun Qiming looked around, and under the expectant gazes of a group of girls, he quietly leaned in close to Li Ziyu and whispered:

“Yu-ge, do you remember what I told you about the social gathering last time?”

“My phone has been ringing off the hook lately. When do you have time?”

Many people had watched Li Ziyu’s performance in the National Youth Martial Arts University League through live broadcasts.

Almost all of them were shocked by Li Ziyu’s performance.

Especially within Modu University, Li Ziyu was practically everyone’s idol now.

The key was that Li Ziyu was not only strong but also handsome.

Many girls, after learning that Sun Qiming was Li Ziyu’s roommate, came to him asking for Li Ziyu’s Flying Letter account.

Li Ziyu glanced around, seeing many girls looking at him with fiery eyes, as if they wanted to devour him.

He awkwardly coughed lightly:

“Cough, I’m about to prepare to enter the Martial Saint Secret Realm, and I need to prepare well, so I might not have time recently.”

“Next time.”

This time, he won first place in the Youth Martial Arts University League.

In addition to equipment rewards and a spot to enter the Martial Saint Secret Realm, he also received an extra five hundred grams of mystic spirit marrow.

This was a spiritual medicine with an even better effect than Dragon Marrow Fluid, and he planned to go back and test its effects.

Moreover, he felt that his current combat methods were a bit too singular.

He planned to take advantage of this week before going to the Martial Saint Secret Realm to see if he could cultivate another Battle Skill.

Oh, right.

He also needed to supplement a Mental Power Master exclusive offensive Battle Skill.

“Ah? Yu-ge, you’re still going to cultivate?”

“You’re already so strong, and you’re still cultivating so diligently!?!?”

“You haven’t rested for several months, have you? You’re too hardworking!”

Sun Qiming’s eyes widened, looking at Li Ziyu as if he were a giant panda.

In his memory, he had never seen Li Ziyu rest since he met him.

“No wonder Yu-ge, you’re so strong. You cultivate so diligently and painstakingly…”

“Compared to you, my twelve hours of cultivation a day are simply too relaxed!”

“It seems I need to add more training when I go back! Sixteen hours a day!”

Sun Qiming said with a sigh of emotion.

Having such an excellent roommate.

Although it gave him a lot of face, it also put a lot of pressure on him.

During this time, stimulated by Li Ziyu, he had also been silently working hard.

He planned to quietly amaze everyone.

However, after seeing Li Ziyu, he felt that he still needed to put in more effort.